(Finally found the scrap of paper in my car with my scribe 'notes'! Still
no sign of the pencil!)

As usual I wasn't paying attention and made the wrong decision of
announcing I had a hangover, on the hangover run! The state of my fuddled
head could also explain why I couldn't understand the reason behind the
numerous conversations about tampons……until someone clarified
that it was crampons they were on about!!

The Ugly Brothers
(GM's description!) were praised for their hard work the previous evening
with managing to sort the drunken rabble into participating in party games.
(There were games???) Tonto was awarded the pre-run down
down for his Dad dancing prowess on the dance floor.

Santa gave us our instructions, told us all to be good(!?) and the pack
headed off down the slippery slope! Conditions underfoot were treacherous
and life-threatening, although the slippery surfaces allowed for some of
the hash to display their figure skating skills! Very impressive! We headed
through the woods, where there was some welcome shiggy for underfoot
traction. At a check coming out of the woods around half the pack decided
we knew exactly where the trail would go (just like every other week with
AH3 then!) and missed a bit of a loop-type bit of the trail around the golf
course.

Before we got to the clubhouse I spotted Santa's reindeer resting in the
field. However, no sign of the star of the show, Rudolph. Perhaps he hadn't
recovered from the hash Christmas party the night before?! While watching
the reduced pack I heard the distinctive voice ofThe Penguin. He was nowhere to be seen! Again I heard The Penguin call, which was also heard by the others
eyeing up the fluffy reindeer with me (venison was mentioned). On
investigation we found him in the bushes with the Whisky Mac and mince
pies!! Yaaay! After a quick chat with my fuzzy friends we skated our way
back to the car park to layer on more clothes before the circle.

Down downs
as follows (I think):

Amazingly no down downs for falling on the dangerous trail! (Although I did
witness BA falling down a hole that was sticking up in the
ground)

Mrs Claus
- best outfit from previous evening. Bought from Ann Summers where
apparently you were receiving a free gift with every purchase! What was
the gift? Did it come(!) with free batteries? Did Mr Claus know about
this? Some things we will never know……

Sheik Deadmund Hilary
- Renamed after being on a top-secret mission to Basra.

Numskul
l - Being so smelly that the reindeer didn't want to eat from his
generous offering in his hands.

Prickly Bush
- Given the secret Santa present from the night before (was using this
as a table for writing on til this point! Very handy!) as no-one else
was brave enough to take the huge box and instead opted for a good
rummage in Santa's sack. Turns out the massive box was disguising a set
of tic removers! That'll be handy for the next trail at Bogendreip!

Little Shit, Sharnie, Tonto
- For being good Samaritans and managing to get Just Fiona back to her flat after her physical
movements had been impaired by something she had eaten….or maybe
drank!

· Santa- Washing Hippo's favourite dressing gown he had borrowed,
resulting in a slightly less red robe with a rather fetching pink fur.

And finally, a well-deserved drink for the hare, Santa, for taking time out
of his busy schedule to lay the trail which fixed our hangovers!

On On

Red Stripe x

Run information for this scribe:Run Number: 1853Date: Sunday 17th of December 2017 11:00AM

Hare: SergioOnOn: Hazelhead Park
Meet at the usual bus turn around car park one end of Groats Road where it meets Hazelhead Ave.OnInn: Dutch Mill booked for 1:30pm/2:00pm for 20 people.